Service was very friendly – such as it was; in practice it amounted to the waiting staff welcoming guests, bidding them farewell, wiping the tables and keeping the supplies maintained. To my slight surprise I wasn’t even shown to a table; it was free seating, with minimalist place-settings (just knives and forks, with paper napkin holders on each table behind the salt and pepper). Actually, I could probably have chosen a table that didn’t have a place-setting at all, as there was a cutlery tray near where the plates were set out.

I had two slices of brown toast with butter, a few pieces of bacon and a two-egg omelette with onion, green pepper and red chilli (cooked while I waited – again, no waiting staff to bring the cooked egg to your table), and two cups of coffee.

Sorry for the lack of illustrations, but there wasn’t anything that made for a particularly attractive photo – almost everything that wasn’t cold was in chafing dishes, with the lids kept down. (Good, if a little surprising; it’s so common to see them left open.) That reminds me; the plates were warm, in spite of being set out on a table and not kept in one of those plate-warmer things. They were quite substantial, so presumably that helped them retain their heat that bit longer.

It really wasn’t a bad buffet at all (even the Allowrie butter didn’t seem to have its usual off-putting sweetness), and I’d go again if I woke up in time and felt a bit hungry. But I wouldn’t get up especially to make sure I was in time for it.

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[…] The breakfast buffet (again at Champions) was a pretty typical international breakfast buffet for hotels in South East Asia. Selections were somewhat limited on some stations (eg the fruit station consisted of just papaya and honeydew melon), but reasonable on most. Service was very friendly, although it amounted to welcoming the guests and bidding them farewell and keeping the supplies maintained. Not bad, and worth going if you’re up in time and feel hungry, although we wouldn’t make a special effort to be up in time for it. (There’s a fuller review on our sister site, Not Delia.) […]